Chapter 338: Fighting the Quasi-Saint, the will to fight is unyielding!

Randeng stood in the void, with Buddha's light surging, looking at Sun Wukong coldly.

He had been paying attention to this battle, and thought that Dizang could easily suppress Sun Wukong.

But who could have thought that Dizang would be so unbearable, even if he used the magic weapon of the saint, he could not do anything to Sun Wukong.

It has only been a short time, and Sun Wukong's growth rate is too fast. Not long after he became a Daluo Jinxian, he can suppress Dizang.

"Sun Wukong, do you still remember this Buddha!" ​​Ran Deng said coldly.

If he doesn't show up again, Dizang will die in the hands of Sun Wukong.

Not long ago, the same thing has happened many times, even saint disciples like Jiaye died in the hands of Sun Wukong.

Even though he has experienced countless years, he has never seen such a talent as Sun Wukong, and he is also a little surprised by Sun Wukong's performance.

However, Sun Wukong is only a Daluo Jinxian, and with him sitting in the Western Religion, Sun Wukong can't cause any waves.

While speaking, he slapped out with one palm, and the Buddha's palm instantly became extremely huge.

The Buddha's palm covered the sky and the sun, vast and boundless, with terrifying momentum.

The dazzling Buddha's light burst out from the Buddha's palm, and the world trembled, and the void and the road trembled.

The dense lines of the road emerged, and the Buddha's palm pressed down towards Sun Wukong, which was extremely terrifying, and the universe resonated with it.

This is the power of the quasi-saint level. Just one move can move the world, which is far beyond the reach of the Daluo Jinxian.

Watching the Buddha's palm suppressing down, Sun Wukong was filled with anger, and he wanted to kill the high-ranking Ran Deng with a stick.

"I, Sun, naturally remember it!" Sun Wukong said angrily.

Whether it is Ran Deng or the Buddha's palm, he is naturally very familiar with it.

When he was in the heaven, Ran Deng used similar means to suppress him under the Five Fingers Mountain.

And for many years under the Five Fingers Mountain, he also used such power to hone himself.

He was not surprised that Ran Deng would make a move. As early as when he was communicating with Senior Black Mist, he had guessed that Ran Deng might make a move on him.

He just wanted to use his luck to break through and get rid of his identity as a chess piece, but the Western Church kept holding on to him. After suppressing Ksitigarbha, Ran Deng appeared again.

He naturally knew Ran Deng's strength, but even if Ran Deng was a quasi-saint, what could he do? He would never surrender.

He was unwilling to be subdued by Ran Deng again. Even if his cultivation had not reached the level of a quasi-saint, he would resist!

Thinking of this, the "God Monkey Prison Power" in his body was fully activated, and the terrifying aura broke out.

The Ruyi Jingu Bang danced in his hands, and the mountains collapsed, and the sky collapsed and the earth sank.

At this moment, there was no fear in Sun Wukong's eyes, only endless anger and fighting spirit.

The holy light gushed out and merged into the Ruyi Jingu Bang, shining to the extreme!

"Boom!"

The Buddha's palm and the stick shadow collided with each other, the world trembled, and the void and the road were disturbed.

Sun Wukong was in the center of the storm, trying his best to urge the Ruyi Jingu Bang. The Buddha's Palm seemed to be unable to match it, and his figure was also retreating uncontrollably.

After a while, under the continuous dancing of the Ruyi Jingu Bang, the Buddha's Palm finally dissipated.

Sun Wukong, who had blocked the Buddha's Palm, was not in a good situation either. His face was pale, as if he had been struck by lightning. He had already tried his best.

Seeing this situation, Ran Deng couldn't help but feel a little shocked. Even if it was a casual move, it was a means of the quasi-saint level. It was not easy to suppress Sun Wukong.

But he never thought that in this situation, Sun Wukong could actually block it with difficulty.

On the other hand, Sun Wukong's thoughts became more and more clear, and the "God Monkey Prison Power" had been pushed to the extreme.

The 840 million particles in the body vibrated together, the particles were constantly roaring and galloping, and every Yuan Monkey and Ling Monkey were floating in the air, with strange phenomena.

At this moment, the untransformed monkey particles began to absorb power continuously, absorbing the endless fighting spirit and anger.

Runes appeared one after another and merged with many particles. Those untransformed monkey particles began to further transform and turned into Yuan Monkey in an instant.

In a short period of time, only 120 million monkey particles in the body further transformed, and another 40 million monkey particles transformed into Yuan Monkey.

With the further transformation of Yuan Monkey particles, he was only one step away from the perfection of Daluo Jinxian.

Sun Wukong's breath began to fluctuate violently, like a volcanic eruption.

The fluctuation of mana around him was constantly increasing, and the qi was transforming at an incredible speed.

Seeing this scene, Dizang looked at Sun Wukong with a look of horror.

Randeng was a quasi-sage. Even if he made a move casually, he was not a Daluo Jinxian who could contend with him.

Even if he had a saint's magic weapon, he would never be able to block the attack of the quasi-sage.

But Sun Wukong was obviously a Daluo Jinxian, but he actually blocked Ran Deng's attack. How could he accept this?

Tang Sanzang and others were not much better. They were stunned and looked at Sun Wukong with fear.

Sun Wukong refreshed their cognition again and again. Not only could he suppress Dizang steadily, but he also blocked the attack of the quasi-sage.

After blocking Ran Deng's attack, Sun Wukong was able to make a breakthrough. Such a talent is simply unreasonable.

Fortunately, Ran Deng attacked casually. Even if Sun Wukong made a breakthrough, he was still a Daluo Jinxian after all, and he would still be suppressed by their Western Church.

Thinking of this, the fear in the eyes of Dizang and others began to dissipate, and was replaced by a bit of relief.

On the other hand, Ran Deng also had many questions in his mind and was also amazed at Sun Wukong's performance.

But now, he was more happy. It was not a bad thing that Sun Wukong had such a talent.

He showed up just to let Sun Wukong wear the golden hoop. That was a magic weapon made by two saints, which contained the power of saints.

As long as Sun Wukong wore the golden hoop, no matter how extraordinary his talent was, how could he escape from the palm of the Western Church?

Today, Sun Wukong was only one step away from the Golden Immortal, and could even resist the Quasi-Sage. In the future, with the help of the good fortune of the Journey to the West, Sun Wukong would definitely have a great chance of becoming a Quasi-Sage.

He was more determined to let Sun Wukong wear the golden hoop. The better Sun Wukong's talent was, the greater the benefit to the Western Church.

While thinking, a huge palm appeared from the sky, and the terrifying pressure instantly enveloped the world.

This time, Dizang made a full-strength move without any reservation.

In an instant, thousands of beams of light suddenly appeared, and the palm exuded a terrifying aura.

This is a supreme means, enough to subdue the Great Dao, suppress the void, and resonate with the heaven and earth.

The terrifying pressure trapped Sun Wukong firmly, and he could not move at all.

The Buddha's light shone everywhere, and the palm that covered the sky and the sun fell again, suppressing Sun Wukong.

Looking at the Buddha's palm that kept falling, Sun Wukong was silent, and his fighting spirit in his heart did not diminish at all.

He would never bow his head. Even if he was at the level of Golden Immortal, he dared to face Ran Deng directly.

Now that he has achieved the Golden Immortal of Daluo, what is he afraid of facing Ran Deng again?

Sun Wukong roared, his blood was overwhelming, and the "Monkey God Prison Power" pushed him to the extreme.

840 million particles were shaken, and the vast power crushed the void, and the laws of the Great Dao spread and swept in all directions.

The power contained in the particles broke out in an all-round way, and the aura on his body was raised again!

Endless holy light permeated his body, and the rich aura made the world roar and the Great Dao runes appear.

The 700 million yuan of monkey particles in his body were fully awakened, and a spirit monkey appeared behind him, faintly transforming into the appearance of a divine monkey.

A terrifying aura was erupting, and the dazzling holy light was attracted, merging into the body of Sun Wukong together with the spirit monkey.

Then, Sun Wukong's body glowed with colorful brilliance, and the dazzling holy light appeared like an endless void, condensing on the Ruyi Jingu Bang.

He looked at the Taoist Master Ran Deng intently, and two golden lights burst out from his eyes, and the terrifying power erupted in full force.

For many years under the Five Fingers Mountain, he had been honing himself with the power of the Taoist Master Ran Deng, and had long been familiar with this power.

The roar continued to sound, and the world shook with it. Sun Wukong broke free from the restraints, and the pressure of the quasi-saint level was completely broken.

The unyielding fighting spirit rushed into the sky, and he clenched the Ruyi Jingu Bang in his hand and swung it towards the Buddha's palm above with all his strength.

The shadow of the stick emerged, and the void trembled, illuminating the entire world.

This stick was a full-strength attack containing 840 million particles, which had surpassed the level of the Daluo Jinxian and touched the realm of the Quasi-Sage.

The Buddha's palm finally fell, with the Dao patterns engraved on it, and the Dao runes hidden in it, almost unstoppable.

"Boom!"

The Buddha's palm collided with the stick shadow, the Dao runes were broken, and the void was trembling.

However, the stick shadow was like a pillar supporting the sky, exuding a terrifying aura, and it actually blocked the trend of the Buddha's palm falling.

"How is it possible!" Dizang murmured.

That was a Quasi-Sage's full-strength attack, how could Sun Wukong block it?

As a Daluo Jinxian, he naturally knew the gap between Quasi-Sage and Daluo Jinxian.

Even if the peak of Daluo Jinxian is only one step away from Quasi-Sage, the gap between the two cannot be compared.

He only felt extremely horrified, and did not expect that Sun Wukong, who was at the Daluo Jinxian level, could actually show such strength.

Sun Wukong is only a Daluo Jinxian now. If Sun Wukong can really achieve Quasi-Sagehood, what will be the strength of Sun Wukong?

He even doubted that once Sun Wukong achieved Quasi-Sagehood, even if he had just achieved Quasi-Sagehood, Randeng would not be able to suppress him.

At this moment, he just wanted Randeng to quickly suppress Sun Wukong to prevent future troubles.

Only by letting Sun Wukong wear the golden hoop and become a disciple of their Western Religion, he could be completely relieved.

The other Western Religion disciples felt deeply powerless when they saw this scene.

When Brother Dizang and Sun Wukong fought, they didn't understand why Dizang was so unbearable?

But now they finally understand that Brother Dizang's loss is not unfair. Throughout the ages, how many people can stop Quasi-Sages in the realm of Daluo Jinxian?

Sun Wukong can do this step, showing talent and strength, they only feel admiration.

Dizang looked at Sun Wukong who was struggling to persist, and felt incredible, and even a little shaken in his heart.

He had to admit that Sun Wukong's talent was too unimaginable. He even felt that Sun Wukong would definitely surpass him in the future.

Unfortunately, the future is the future after all. At present, Sun Wukong is only a Daluo Jinxian, which is a huge gap from him. What kind of threat can he pose to him?

He was even happier that Sun Wukong could show such strength. The better Sun Wukong performed, the greater the benefit that the Western Church could get!

Moreover, he even felt a slight threat from Sun Wukong.

He was even a little glad that he took action now. If he delayed for some time, Sun Wukong would get more luck, which would most likely produce more variables.

For the Western religion, Sun Wukong is extremely important and there must be no mistakes.

Thinking of this, Randeng's expression was solemn, and his eyes were fixed on Sun Wukong.

With a thought, the aura on the Buddha's palm increased again, and the Ruyi Jingu Bang could no longer resist it, and the speed of the Buddha's palm suddenly increased.

In an instant, the Buddha's palm had fallen and pressed steadily on Sun Wukong.

Under the Buddha's palm, Sun Wukong's fighting spirit remained unchanged and he was extremely angry.

He practiced for many years just to get rid of his identity as a chess piece and to seek revenge on Randeng.

But now, facing Randeng again, he is still not Randeng's opponent.

He wanted to tear everything apart and drag Randeng to be buried with him, but his anger had no effect at all.

He tried his best to break free from the Buddha's palm, but the Buddha's palm was extremely stable, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not move it at all.

Even if he used all his strength to operate the "God Monkey Prison Power", even if the particles in his body exploded with power, there was no effect.

After seeing that Sun Wukong was completely suppressed, Randeng finally showed a satisfied smile.

No matter how good Sun Wukong's talent is, he can't escape the control of their Western religion.

As for Dizang, Tang Sanzang and others, they finally let go of their hanging hearts.

Today can be said to be a wave of three battles. Even if Randeng showed up in person, it would take two shots to take down Sun Wukong.

Now that Sun Wukong has been suppressed, as long as Sun Wukong wears the golden hoop, there will be no obstacles to the journey to the West, and the rise of the Western religion will also come.

Then, Randeng has already made a move, and the gold-inlaid hood has turned into a golden hoop and escaped from the hands of the Western religion disciples.

Under Randeng's urging, the golden hoop hung above Sun Wukong's head, and then slowly fell down.

Seeing that the golden hoop was about to fall, Sun Wukong was unwilling and wanted to break free.

But he was firmly imprisoned by the Buddha's palm, and he had no ability to break free, so he could only watch the golden hoop on his head.

Seeing this, Tang Sanzang finally breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he put on the golden hoop, Sun Wukong would certainly be obedient.

He subconsciously recited the spell to tighten the hoop, and Sun Wukong really had a splitting headache, his ears were red, and he tried his best to get rid of the golden hoop, but it had no effect at all.

"Thank you, Buddha Ran Deng!" Tang Sanzang said with a smile.

The battle just now was still vivid in his mind, and the strength shown by Sun Wukong made him faintly afraid.

But now that Sun Wukong has been put on the golden hoop, he no longer needs to be afraid.

Hearing Tang Sanzang's thanks, Ran Deng nodded in response and took the initiative to withdraw the Buddha's palm that suppressed Sun Wukong.

Now that Sun Wukong has put on the golden hoop, the rest can be left to Tang Sanzang. Then, he disappeared with Dizang and others.

Watching Ran Deng and others leave, Tang Sanzang also showed a satisfied smile.

However, at the moment when Ran Deng and others left, a ray of light flashed on the golden hoop on Sun Wukong's head. (End of this chapter)